"Shen Anqi?" He Hongliang saw the library card that had fallen to the side. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Huh?" Lu Yanhang took the library card, which had Shen Anqi's name and photo on it.

Lu Yanhang stared at the photo on the library card for a long time.

Angel Shen? He remembered the name.

He should know Shen Anqi.

She's kind of her own sister.

Younger sister? As soon as he thought of this title, Lu Yanhang wanted to laugh a little.

Is she part of her own family?

He had never acknowledged that woman, including the daughter Shen Anqi that the woman brought.

Feng Yali, a woman who appeared with her father as a nanny, a woman who appeared at home not long after her mother's death.

"Yanhang, let's go home this week, Dad has something to tell you."

"What's the matter?" He was at school, although it was not too far from home, but he rarely went back, he didn't want to go home, there were too many traces of his mother at home.

"Let's have a meal with Aunt Feng." Dad said, "Angel is also back from vacation today. ”

Shen Anqi is Feng Yali's daughter, a girl who is in junior high school.

When Feng Yali first came to the house, he happened to be at home.

The woman was brought over by Uncle Hu, a colleague of my father's.

Very refreshing and clean for a woman.

An ordinary woman.

"Aunt Feng is here to help at home." Dad said.

He looked at the woman without any expression.

But there is a deep hostility in his heart.

He doesn't like any woman to approach his father, his father can only be his mother, although his mother has passed away, but that position should always be his mother's.

My aunt was also there at the time.

"Are you just here to be a babysitter?" My aunt looked at the visitor coldly, quite vigilant.

He also had an expressionless demeanor.

After my mother passed away, the woman I introduced to my father was like a marquee, my father was in a high position, and he was in the prime of life, at such an age, such a position, so that too many women were enthusiastic and heartbeat.

However, Dad didn't go home to collect it, so he shouldn't know.

But now, Feng Yali, the woman who appeared in front of him, he couldn't help but be unprepared.

"Dad is too busy with work, Aunt Yali has nothing to do now, and she can help Dad do some housework at home." Dad whispered to him.

He didn't say anything, just silently packed his things and prepared to go back to school.

"Feng Yali, you are in this family, in addition to taking care of my brother, you also have to take care of Yanhang, although Yanhang rarely comes back, you have to help wash Yanhang's dirty clothes or something."

"Okay." Feng Yaliyun nodded lightly, without the humility of being a nanny.

"Brother, I'll bring Feihong over for a few days." Aunt said.

Zhao Feihong is the son of his aunt, his cousin, a big boy who is spoiled by his family.

"What are you doing here? Are you afraid that Yali won't be able to eat me? No, you don't have to stay, you can do whatever you want! Daddy's face sank.

My aunt snorted and slammed the door and left.

He also got up to leave.

"Shall you leave after eating?" Feng Yali had already cooked the meal and beckoned him, but he just glanced at the woman coldly: "Don't go into my mother's room casually." ”

He simply said this and turned to leave.

Dad lived with Feng Yali like that, but they just lived together, and when they heard that Feng Yali had a husband, they were sentenced to prison. Since then, he has rarely gone home, and the things about his father and Feng Yali have all heard from his aunt.

"You said that your dad is not good to find someone, but he found such a woman, and he took a little girl, you haven't seen that girl, Diao died, that day, Feihong went to see your father, that girl was also at home, I don't know how to do it, and Feihong fought, don't look at Feihong is a boy, but the dead girl bit Feihong's arm twice, when Feihong came home, his arm was swollen and high, that's it, and let your father scold Feihong a few words, you say, your mother has just been gone for a few months, and your father let that kind of woman enter the door, You can't go home with your own son, tsk, how can this be good? I see, Tinghang, you really have to worry about it, don't wait until that woman gets all the things in the house, then it's too late to regret it. ”

He disagreed.

He didn't want to ask about adults.

He has always complained about the "illegal cohabitation" of his father and Feng Yali. Anyway, my father is also a department-level cadre, and the matter with Feng Yali really can't be put on the table.

However, Dad was too satisfied with Feng Yali.

"Yanhang, you can go home tomorrow, Anqi is about to take the high school entrance examination, you come and see her homework."

"I'm busy." He faintly refused.

He and Shen Anqi have no intersection, but that name is deeply imprinted in his heart.

That home was becoming less and less attractive to him.

Every year when he went home during the Spring Festival, he took advantage of the fact that no one stayed at home for a while, and then went to He Hongliang's house, in contrast, the He family gave him more warmth.

He never forgot the moment when his mother left.

Mom passed away in Dad's arms.

"Zitong, don't go, what should I do if you leave? What should I do if I delay my flight? Our son is so good, how can you bear to leave us alone? Zitong, I beg you, don't go, really don't go......"

Mom is still gone.

Dad's crying seemed to be still in his ears, but there were other women around him.

Saying that the couple is in love, saying that they are white-headed and old, everything is a trick to deceive people.

He went abroad. When he left, Feng Yali was not at home, maybe she was hiding out.

Dad and aunt took him to the airport.

After that, he always knew everything about the family from the letters his father wrote to him: "Yanhang, yesterday Anqi told me the story of their school, which made me laugh. Angel is really a baby girl, don't you know that Angel is studying fashion design, right? Angel is making clothes for me at home, and when it's ready, I'll show you how to wear them. ”

Angel is a name often mentioned in my father's letters. He hadn't seen Shen Anqi, but from his father's words, he felt that Anqi had brought a lot of happiness to his father.

Count as well.

Anyway, my father is also seventy years old, and it is not bad to have a woman by his side to take care of him, and to have a child by his side to enjoy his family.

As he grew older, Lu Yanhang felt more relieved about his father and Feng Yali's affairs.

Dad once sent him a photo, which was taken by Dad with Feng Yali and Shen Anqi together, Shen Anqi snuggled in his father's arms, affectionate, as if they were a family, the three people in the photo were grinning and smiling, and they looked happy, and anyone who saw it would be envious.

He had only met Shen Anqi once, and in a hurry, it was still at his father's funeral. Dad once sent him a photo of Shen Anqi, which should have been taken when Shen Anqi was just in high school, and the young girl looked very attractive.

I have to admit that Shen Anqi is a beautiful girl, especially those eyes, big, watery, black and bright, which are hard to forget, and it is for this reason that when he saw Shen Anqi's face just now, he had a sense of déjà vu.